Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Addicted to Writing Reviews: Love at First Click by Danita Cahill

Please welcome Danita Cahill author of Love at First Click to my blog.

REVIEW: by Christine Young

Love At First Click
Danita Cahill
Excerpt Heat Level: one flame, or sweet
Book Heat Level: two flames, or sweet and steamy

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Joel Canfield looks into his camera and discovers the most beautiful girl he’s ever seen, Heather Garity. At her best friends wedding she becomes the photographer’s center of interest. Joel has difficulty taking the lens from Heather and pointing it at the bride, Amelia.

Heather has a boyfriend. When she sees her sister kissing her boyfriend, she disavows relationships, at least until she finishes school and owns a florist shop.

Many twists and turns bring the couple together at the beach, but lies and manipulations drive them apart.

This is a well-written novel that will have you turning the pages to find out what will come next. The plot is believable and the characters are loveable. Love at First Click is a sweet romance you will want to read over and over.

Author's bio:

Danita Cahill is a full-time, multi-published, award-winning writer and photojournalist. At age 14 she sold her flute and bought a word processer to pursue her dream of becoming a writer. Several of her poems were published that same year, and she was hooked on the by line! Since then Danita has written and published over 2,100 newspaper articles and columns for 11 different newspapers, and several dozen magazine stories for six different magazines. She's had four stories published in two nationally-released anthologies, and she's published two novels and a humorous memoir.

Danita lives in the Pacific NW on a small Oregon farm with her husband, two sons and their animals - a horse, several cats and guinea pigs, a herd of alpacas, and two dogs. Besides running children to and fro and caring for her gardens, critters and family, Danita stays busy working on magazine assignments and her next books.

Danita is a member of the Central Oregon Writers Guild, and the Willamette Writers Guild. She grew up on the Oregon coast.

        As for Amelia, that sneaky little conniving set-up queen…“It’s not going to be easy, but I need to forgive her, too.”

“You’re really that mad at her?”

Heather nodded. “You don’t understand how many years she’s been doing this.”

Joel scooted around the hot tub to a seat closer to Heather. “Enlighten me.”

“Okay.” Heather gave it a moment’s thought. “It started back in second grade – that’s the year Amelia moved to Bellham, and we became friends. She and I used to play wedding. She set me up with Jimmy Miller as my groom.”

Joel grinned. “I take it Jimmy Miller wasn’t husband material.”

Heather shook her head and frowned. “Jimmy’s nickname was Booger because he constantly had a finger up his nose. And then Amelia told him I liked him and wanted to marry him, so he kept trying to hold my hand. It was downright gross.”

Joel grinned and held an imaginary pen and paper above the hot tub water line, pretending to take notes. “No nose picking before holding hands. Check.”

“Go ahead – laugh.” Heather cut her eyes at Joel. “I know it sounds funny to you, but I’ve been putting up with her meddling in my love life for fourteen years now. This set up at the coast was the final straw.”

Joel continued to hold up his pretend paper and pen. “Let’s see…a second grader is what, seven? Eight?” Joel pretended to mark down a number. “Add fourteen…” He wielded his invisible pen with a flourish. 

“What are you doing?” Heather asked.

“I’m trying to use my incredible math skills to figure out how old you are.” He continued with his arithmetic and flourishes. “Let’s see, seven or eight, plus fourteen, carry the one…”

“Wouldn’t it be easier to just ask me how old I am?”

“I might not know everything there is to know about women – far from it, in fact – but even I know not to ask a lady her age.”

“I turned twenty-one last month.”

Joel pretended to toss his invisible pen up in the air in mock surrender. “Well, fine then. I never was that good at math anyway.” He began making folding and creasing gestures with his hands, screwing up his face and sticking his tongue out the side of his mouth. 

“What are you doing now?”

“Making a paper airplane. Might as well recycle this paper.” Joel pinched his thumb and first three fingers together, pulled back the imaginary airplane and gave it a pretend throw.  

Heather giggled and ducked. 

“That was a close one,” Joel said. “Good thing you ducked. Guess my paper airplane throwing skills aren’t much better than my math skills.” 

Heather smiled and shook her head. “You’re such a goof ball.”

“Yeah,” Joel agreed. “How do you feel about goof balls?”

Heather shrugged. “I can only handle one goof ball at a time.”

Joel grinned. “I can only be one goof ball at a time. Sounds like a match made in heaven.”


Danita Cahill said...

Thanks so much for inviting me today, Christine! I appreciate your spirit of paying it forward with fellow authors.

Christine Young said...

Welcome, Danita. I loved your book.

Paty Jager said...

This is a fun romance story! I can't wait to read more Bellham romances.

Danita Cahill said...

Thanks so much Christine! Sure appreciate you.

Danita Cahill said...

Thank you, Paty! I can't wait to finish writing more Bellham Romances. So many ideas. So little time. I know you and Christine can both relate, right?

Linda Andrews said...

Sounds like a fun story. Did you write Aemelia's story first?

Danita Cahill said...

No, Linda, but that's a very good idea! Maybe I'll do another prequel with Amelia as the heroine. I do have a story planned for Amelia coming up later, though.